My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

"Now?" I asked. What was wrong with Hendrix? He obviously wanted to torment me.

Josiah was still lying on the sofa, with dark circles that were heavier than usual. It seemed like he didn't sleep well lately. I sighed, "I'll cook and deliver it later. You can stay here tonight and rest. The guest rooms are empty, feel free to sleep in either one of them. Make sure to rest properly."

How bored was Hendrix to send his own friend on such a ridiculous errand?

Josiah nodded, perhaps out of exhaustion, he simply shut his eyes and rested on the sofa instead.

I headed to the kitchen and made some porridge. When I came out from the kitchen, Josiah was still lying on the sofa, breathing evenly. He must be fast asleep.

I alone couldn't help him to the guest room upstairs, so I went ahead and grabbed some pillows and a blanket for him.

It was already an hour later when the porridge was ready. I rushed to the hospital with the porridge and went to Hendrix's ward.

Hendrix was still awake. He was wearing a blue-striped hospital gown, his head wrapped in gauze, and several wounds on his body had also formed scabs.

He looked disarranged, yet he still was as handsome.

food container in my hand. I guessed that he was hungry, so I

Saunders said that you can't eat anything else, so I cooked you porridge. Have

He replied. When I looked up, I saw him staring

with his head lowered as he began

that he was a patient, I held

didn't have to come all the way to me for

the porridge, I sat at a chair nearby and rested

still angry at me?" He asked,

I asked him,

great debt to Casper, I can only return twice as much for certain things!"

you plan to do this for the

me with his eyes darkened and said, "Nope. This will be the last

rubbed my chin and

Andrea, Hendrix had done too many out of

at the porridge

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